The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

There was a knock on the door outside, Wang Yanqing wondered why lunch was delivered so early today, and said, "Come in."

Wang Yanqing put down the dossier, and the food delivery person also walked in and put down the food box in the main room. The person who came was dressed in the clothes of a servant boy, with his head lowered, with a raw face. Wang Yanqing glanced at it and asked, "Why are you here to deliver food?"

The servant lowered his eyes and said, "The kitchen is busy, so Aunt Zhao asked me to deliver meals to the girl."

Wang Yanqing nodded, thinking that the servant girl was surnamed Zhao yesterday. The servant opened the food box and took the lead to bring out a bowl of soup. Wang Yanqing saw the cassia seeds and flowers in the soup, and frowned: "Is this the lunch that the second brother ordered?"

After Wang Yanqing finished speaking, he immediately retreated, but he was still one step too late. The other party slashed at her with a horizontal hand, Wang Yanqing quickly raised his hand to resist, but the other party avoided in advance as if predicting her move, took out a cigarette in the other hand, and went straight to Wang Yanqing's face.

A puff of white smoke hit Wang Yanqing's face, she tried her best to hold her breath, but she accidentally inhaled a little. Wang Yanqing felt dizzy very quickly. The other party stepped forward and covered Wang Yanqing's mouth and nose with a handkerchief dipped in the drug. This time, she fainted completely.

Everything happened in an instant, Wang Yanqing lost consciousness before he could even make a cry for help.

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Not long after, Lu Heng stopped in front of the mountain road on horseback. Tao Yiming raised his hand and pointed to the building hidden in the jungle above: "Master Lu, this is the Qingxu View."

The sun was extremely hot, and Cheng Zhifu couldn't help wiping away his sweat. He raised his head and looked up the mountain with difficulty: "The Taoist priest who can tie the paper as mentioned by the shopkeeper lives here?"

There are not many craftsmen who can make such a big paper figurine without deforming. Lu Heng sent someone to inquire about the shop that handled funeral paper products. No one in Qi County could make such fine paper figurines. Finally, a shopkeeper in Lin County received news that he had seen the ritual of Qingxuguan, and the Taoist priest there himself Can make paper figures, lifelike, much better than what they sell in their store.

From this, Lu Heng and his party came to Qingxuguan.

"Yes." Tao Yiming replied, "Qingxu Temple has been established for a long time, and it was there before the next official took office. It's just that the Taoist priests here are very strange. I rarely interact with the people down the mountain, so the incense is not good."

"It's weird." Cheng Zhifu said, "Don't monks and Taoists try to get them to donate sesame oil money? They don't communicate with the people, so how can they survive?"

Tao Yiming shook his head.

Lu Heng, dressed in a dark cyan waistcoat, sat upright on the horse. Even if the sun is blazing, gold and rocks are flowing, he is still straight, his body is clean, and there is not a drop of sweat on his face. Lu Heng restrained the horse with one hand, and said lightly, "What's going on, just go up and take a look."

When Lu Heng walked up the mountain with the prefect, his entourage and others, Wang Yanqing's pale and cold face was leaning on the pillow and suddenly woke up.

The windows were closed, and the light was dim. The effects of the drug hadn't dissipated, Wang Yanqing was sweating on his back and felt extremely uncomfortable, but even moving his fingers struggled. She secretly adjusted her breathing, and at the same time quickly calculated, where is this, and who is going to kidnap her?

Being able to stun her unconsciously and bring her out of the county office, the meaning behind it was that she felt cold all over just thinking about it. Wang Yanqing's stomach cramped, she didn't eat, and was frightened again, and the menstrual pain that had been adjusted clearly started again.

Wang Yanqing couldn't help but put his hand on his stomach. At this moment, footsteps sounded next to him. Only then did Wang Yanqing realize that there was someone in the room!

She turned back immediately, and at the same time, a familiar voice entered her ear: "Qingqing, you are awake."

Chapter 61

Wang Yanqing was not surprised when he saw that it was him. He was the only one who could sneak into the government without knowing it, bypass the Jinyiwei guard post, and bring her out of Lu Heng's yard.

Wang Yanqing endured the pain, tried her best to support her body, and sat up from the bed: "Marquis Zhenyuan, what do you mean?"

Fu Tingzhou felt a pain in his heart when he heard her distant address. He should have thought long ago, how could he fall from such a high cliff unscathed. Fortunately, she just hurt her head.

Unfortunately, after she injured her head, she fell into Lu Heng's hands.

Fu Tingzhou was accustomed to sitting on the edge of the room and reached out to help her. Wang Yanqing immediately retracted her arm, but the drug on her body was not over, her limbs were limp, she could not control her body for a while, and almost fell on the couch.

Fu Tingzhou saw her unavoidable action, his palms paused, and finally he clenched his fingers tightly, not bothering her any more. Fu Tingzhou watched her move in as soon as she sat down, staring at him vigilantly, as if he was a wicked person who wanted to do something wrong.

Fu Tingzhou was stinged by such eyes, and he learned today that it turns out that forgetting is more uncomfortable than hating.

Fu Tingzhou suddenly remembered when Wang Yanqing first came to Zhenyuan Hou's Mansion, when she had just arrived in the capital from the border, was thin and thin, with a look of timidity in her eyes, and she did everything carefully. It took two years for her height and weight to return to a normal child's standard, and her skin returned to fairness under the brocade clothes and jade food of the Hou Mansion. When she put on a beautiful jacket, she looked like a real Miss Houmen.

And her outstanding eyebrows gradually attracted the attention of others. The circle of Xungui has been tied together since childhood. When those disciples from high families came to Zhenyuan Houfu to look for Fu Tingzhou, they couldn't help but see Wang Yanqing. Someone joked about being Fu Tingzhou's brother-in-law, but he smiled and didn't care at all. He was certain that Wang Yanqing would not accept these people's offers.